Night, undone.

Reykjavík’s brief summer, from late May until the end of July, brings with it a moment that defies the clock and exceeds latitude’s promise: a light so numinous that even midnight feels gently lit from within. When conditions align, as they occasionally do, the city glows, with façades and pathways touched by a radiance that’s both generous and short-lived. These photographs offer a glimpse into that interlude, when Reykjavík moves at half-pace beneath a sky that won’t darken.

Earlier posts on this theme are collected here.